Streets Talk

Chapter 19

After Jaz left, my everything left with her. THIS shit hurt I ain't even gone lie. Seeing her today, you know, STILL hanging around at my boys house gave me hope, but it also made me feel like shit seeing her cry like that. I hated to see her cry, especially knowing I'm the reason behind it.
I signed as I hit my blunt. "YOU know that ain't gone get her back right? DJ said sitting next to me on the porch. "And when the fuck yo ass gone get back to work and shit? I know this little break up got you all down and shit but man we need to get back to this money. Jaz like my sister, I love her to death, but she need time and you got to give it to her. She using this time to get her head on straight. And honestly you need to do the same. Maybe time apart is what's best for yawl. Moping around ain't helping get no money in yo pockets, or helping yo relationship NIGGA" he said and I nodded in agreement
"I hear ya man' I'll be back at in it in a couple of days. I just need to get my shit together. Until then, I need you to keep shit on lock. I also need you to go to the main trap and have my little shoulder money working with you. I think we need to recruit him." I stood up and brushed off my pants. "I gave her a whole fuckin month already, this shit ain't easy being away from her this long. I don't even know where she staying since she been back" I signed
"Bro you ain't even gotta worry about that right there. I know where she been staying. But imma tell u like this, if I give you the address you better not doing nothing stupid." DJ said
"Muthafucka why would I do something stupid? I did enough of that already. Im tryna make things right"
"Well alright, I'll take you by there after we eat. Come on nigga before Nicole start being nosey and find out I gave you the address.
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We pulled up to Jaz apartment building and DJ let me out. I told him I'll have Her drop me off to my car or if things don't go as planned I'll just hit him up.
"Hello, welcome to Miami shores housing may I help you with anything" the white man at the front desk asked
"Yeah I need the key to apartment 7c" I told him like it was just that easy. I knew he wouldn't give it up like that. But hey, it was worth a try.
"Im sorry we're not allowed to give out keys other than our residents" he said shaking his head
I looked towards the vacant lot then back at him. I lifted my shirt to show off my gun from my waistband, his eyes widened and he swallowed hard as his eyes was still glued to my gun. This white boy probably never seen a gun up close before. He was scared as FUCK. But he was just a clueless kid, so I wouldn't harm him, but he needed to know who was in charge here.
"H-h-HERE YOU go sir S-SORRY to keep you waiting" he said handing me the keys.
"YOU didn't see shit, so don't say shit aight?"
"Yes sir" he said shaking like stripper on a pole
I made my way to the 7th floor.